Growing up in a home where I've lived in for more than twelve years around family and childhood friends made me strongly connected to my hometown. I've gone to school with my friends ever since I met them in kindergarten to the end of my middle school year. My parents wanted to move out of our neighborhood ever since I started middle school because they didn't like the new people moving in :they were rowdy and ignorant. There was a point where my …show more content…
For the first two months of my freshman year there wasn't a single piece of furniture on the floor so I couldn't print out papers for school because the printer wasn't set up, I couldn't sleep on my bed but on the mattress itself. The whole process was very irritating and stressful all I could do was hope I didn't fail my first semester and unfortunately I didn't have many friends to help me. When we finally got settled after a year living in Arlington, TX my parents decided to yet again move to a new house because they didn't feel comfortable and neither did my sister and I. During my sophomore year in high school we moved to Dallas, TX a little bit closer to our school. It was annoying to move into another house again We had to pack everything once again and undergo the process of moving from one house to the